I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 207

“What a strange individual!”

Oliver muttered internally. His head felt like it was swelling and ached mildly.

His body had felt exceptionally refreshing and at ease since he obtained the Book of Immortality’s aura. Being in such a sublime physical state meant he never experienced fever or dizziness, let alone a headache.

“What’s happening to me?”

His head weighed a ton, and the prickling pain was as if he was having a hangover.

Oliver rubbed his temples and circulated the Book of Immortality’s aura around his mind again. The feeling was like cold water flowing through him instantly, and he resumed his state of comfort.

The sense that something was off dawned upon him right then. “Could it be…

He lowered his gaze toward the crystal. “Does the problem lie with this?”

No wonder things felt strange. Everything that had occurred, such as the hallucinations appearing in his lucid mind, the fog inside the crystal suddenly becoming transparent, and the hangover-like sensation akin to pin-pricks, was the crystal’s doing.

“What does… the man look like?” Oliver looked up abruptly and directed his question at Frederick, who was caught off guard and had a delayed reaction.

“Who? Do you mean Howard, the priest?”

Oliver nodded.

Frederick cocked his head. “He looks to be in his thirties or forties. How should I put it? While he isn’t handsome, he’s certainly not bad-looking. He also possesses an impeccable aura like that of a divine being…”

“Besides, I felt as if he could see through my mind when I looked into his eyes…” He recalled and paused briefly before he pointed it out.

self would have been indifferent to Frederick’s description, yet his attitude toward the inconceivable had changed since he personally encountered

mystifying individuals truly exist?” he

negative perception toward this so-called priest since the crystal

be in without the

was a tricky question since the flow of the Book of Immortality’s aura prevented him from experiencing the aftereffects. But he was

anything good.

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doesn’t know me, right? Have both of you discussed our situation before and

I can’t remember exactly. My mind keeps thinking of his

would surely not have known of his existence under normal circumstances. Why would

met that person. It didn’t make sense

of the blue? After contemplating for a while, Oliver said to

attention elsewhere at his pronouncement, and immediately got up

Simon once Frederick had

at Oliver’s broody look and urgently queried, “Mr. Eastwood,

His name is Howard, and he was supposed to take a look at Yancy’s illness. However, I had concerns about him being a charlatan and asked Uncle

strange. I started hallucinating after I stared at it. Thankfully, I managed to free myself from the illusions. I was racking my brain thinking about why Howard, the priest, sent me this crystal if he wasn’t acquainted with me. I also

addressed Oliver, “Mr. Eastwood, we’ll look

“That’s my intention as well. I want to conduct a background check before

warned gravely as soon as he finished speaking, “You shouldn’t go alone. Let Sim accompany you. This man… feels

assign two more men to the hotel.

they were the creme-de-le-creme of the elite fighters, let alone the common folk.

so-called priest, Howard, was either a swindler or a

he could cure

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